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Shop Class
Sam was standing in the front of the room, her hands in the pockets of her jeans. "Um, hey, guys. So, Mac isn't back yet." She shrugged. "So, you're stuck with me for at least one more class. So sorry, please send any complaints to the administration."
She adjusted a few dials on the equipment, setting up the familiar junkyard. "So, today's project--use the materials you find here to make something that will make it easier for you to study for finals, or that you will give someone else to make it easier for them to study."
She adjusted a few dials on the equipment, setting up the familiar junkyard. "So, today's project--use the materials you find here to make something that will make it easier for you to study for finals, or that you will give someone else to make it easier for them to study."

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The answers to the universe are in that holographic baby purple dinosaur. She knows this now.
. . .
Twinkies would be really good.
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Secrets. To. The universe.
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*blink*
*sneeze*
*blinkblinkblink*
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Then again, perhaps the holographic baby purple dinosaur did not hold the secrets to the universe. Perhaps it had been the conifers that did, and she had missed her chance.
Well, damn.
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not yet thought-upproject. He might just have glanced up and grinned, holding out a second one towards Nadia. It's possible. Actually he might have been kind of grinning randomly and without actual awareness of same, all morning.Re: Chatter
The holographic baby purple dinosaur wasn't talking, though. That was kind of frustrating. Or it would have been, if Nadia weren't pretty sure it was thinking them to her and trying to connect with the holographic baby purple dinosaur on a telepathic level.
She hadn't succeeded yet. She probably needed more brownies first.